Marbling Poems - Poems about Marbling

...a child collapsed cold in the garden talisman waved with the wind violently close to a pardoning- hardening, molding the kin to her seam inter-winged horribly marbling volatile harmony azure......Read the rest...

...OL Doinyo Lengai Which cast causes you to boogy A. Moog Mendini ......Read the rest...

...Displacement. Slow motion memories; A conscience pricked, in pictures; develop, And are delivered to the senses, on The white wings of the winter wind. It blows lazy! And sharp; skin......Read the rest...

...It has been low, dim, and heavy, heavens part, light swoops onto open waters, the overflow of recent torrents glittering sky-fish skim. Keep on driving as if the road were silver rails. Right......Read the rest...

...In the beginning our hearts are cherry dipped stars floating in forever clouds of wonderment and joyful mayhem At the end we are pieces of pottery and driftwood at the bottom of dead-end c......Read the rest...

...2/12/2017 RIZE Air molecules bursting at the seams with hydrogen A crafty fish could just about fly…draining a lil’ bit H2o through its gills…flitt......Read the rest...

...Some days I'd carve a mirror of my own. Though sometimes There are such days, Where I might render a judgment, Just so I could instill my heart cold. The intentional shivers I conjure myself t......Read the rest...

...Playful serpents of lightning With twin tongues sparkling Into the dark caves of clouds In their hide’n seek marbling Anger some heat they sending Lo! All soft clouds thus forcing To melt shy......Read the rest...

...It is the pure mystery of amethyst that inhabits my world It glows in dawn light along receding shadows. Cool, enticing it embraces my soul Adds those fresh dimensions to trees in rain-swept mead......Read the rest...

...Burning, white heat coursing across flesh A honky no longer Leafy flecks marbling skin like wire mesh Relax and grow stronger Silence attacked by Dolly Parton’s CDs A boiling furnace Darts com......Read the rest...

...Jody was nine, her namesake calf but newly-born, soon shorn of his vitality, to be a steer and hers alone, for just a year; it was for both of them to grow, and know of love. Thus with her brush an......Read the rest...

...It all started when Mr. Pie was a little bugger, Just a wisp of fluff in the palm of your hand. "Oh, isn't mama's little man the most handsomest EVER?!" Not a day has gone by when he has argued that ......Read the rest...

...Slyvia Slips tongue Rolls. Hot water On thin ice Trailing Pattern Evaporating Marbling air The ethereal Blest Breath Condensing Misty windows......Read the rest...